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Post by smee on Nov 6, 2010 18:20:19 GMT -5
 LOVE, GIVE ME LOVE, GIVE ME LOVEI DON'T NEED IT, BUT I'LL TAKE WHAT I WANT FROM YOUR HEART G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E SuChin loved the ocean. She always had, ever since she was little and Mr. Sterling would take her and Drake out on his boat. The thick aroma in the air, all salt and humidity, and the wind blowing through her hair. She couldn't help the gentle little smile playing on her lips when she was at the docks, despite some of the unsavory characters who spent there time there. She rather liked them, actually. They were interesting, which was something she had always valued in someone.
Which would explain the attraction to Drake Sterling. But, for once, SuChin was not worrying about Drake. He was probably in his room, smoking a joint, and watching his lava lamp. Or something similar, at any rate.
It was such a warm and sunny day, SuChin had decided to treat herself to an ice cream cone (French Vanilla, her favorite of course), which she indulged in while leaning on the docks metal bar fence. She wore blue denim shorts, which gave the allusion that her skinny legs had some height despite her petite stature. Her blouse was light cotton, white, with light blue anchors. The gust of wind were soothing, and her long black hair blew off to the side as the breeze carried it as far as it would take. Her dark eyes were shielded by a pair of cheap sun glasses that she had picked up earlier. She was comfortable, at perfect ease, and it showed. Here at the docks, SuChin was able to possess a certain grace that she could not hold in the awkwardness of High School.
The harbor was so mystifying, and the rest of the world did not matter right now. Instead she sang softly to herself, watching the sun begin to set off in the distance. "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle, and loot,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho." Before they had understood the lyrics too much, she and Drake would sing the song. There hands and faces would be sticky from ice cream, their smiles were wide, Mr. Sterlings face was in a constant indulgent and amused. "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho. " There was nothing so satisfying to a five and seven year old, than playing pirates on a real sail boat, casting a crayon drawn construction paper Jolly Roger to warn other sailors: BEWARE OF PIRATES. "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We kindle and char, inflame and ignite,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We burn up the city, we're really a fright,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho."
But that was in the old days when things were right and simple. Now everything was topsy turvy, where up is down and boy bands play instruments. "We're rascals, scoundrels, villans, and knaves,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho. " Climbing up with some nimbleness, she stood on the rail breathing in deeply. Oh, the salt was so delicious, stinging her tongue so pleasantly. She wished she could live on the ocean forever, because that was where she was always the happiest. But this was close, this was nice, this was enough. "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We're beggars and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho. "
Today was just....
Nice.
Damn. This was a tasty ice cream cone.
SO THIS POST IS FOR THAT SPECIAL PERSON I CALL DRAKE AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE!
word count WORDS IN THIS POST SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD. LIKE THIS SONG TOO? IT'S NA NA NA BY MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. OH! BEFORE I FORGET, I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1776092 <- OUTFIT. CREDIT FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO BUNNYA! OF CAUTION 2.0.
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Post by hook on Nov 7, 2010 13:01:09 GMT -5
Drake was pretty damn tired after a long night of whirlwind drugs and girls down at the club. His head kept going back from making everything seem fuzzy and nice and mellow to SPLITTING headaches that almost threatened to break through his skull. During the nice fuzzy moments he made some pretty weird decisions, and during the headaches he was too pained to care what he was doing.
Somewhere along the line he had decided that he wanted a nice trip out on the boat, just him and the ocean. The salt air would help with the hurt, right? And it would keep the nosy other people who normally would bitch him out for lighting up at bay. Hell, he would be separated from them by a large expanse of water. it would be nice, right? And plus he had some pot on board, and pot always made everything better, even demonic drug-induced headaches.
Stumbling across the docks, he tried to make it look like he wasn't dying. All it would take was one dickhead samaritan to call the cops and say that someone was sick down by the landings and he would be off to jail for a while. He didn't even remember what the hell he had been ON to worry about shit showing up in a urine sample. He was pretty sure at least three of them had been illegal. Or maybe it was four... whatever. Cops were bad.
Weaving like a fish out of water, he let out a few funny giggles every few minutes, laughing at the sheer fact that this was happening. it was one of the nice happy mellow fuzz times, and everything was just plain hysterical. Like the wood. Wood came from trees. Trees were stupid. Ha. He bet the dead trees were feeling pretty sad now that he was walking on them. Ha. Stupid trees.
Heeey, was that SuChin? What was she doin' down by the docks? Did she have a boat now? Did she wanna go with him? A game of pirates was sounding pretty hilarious, and he couldn't think of anyone else he would want to play with then SuChin. She was always the one that had been there with him back when Dad was alive and Mom wasn't married to that cocksucker who had a bajillion dollars. Yeah. SuChin was pretty cool.
Fumbling his way over to her, he tried to sneak up and keep her from seeing him. he would surprise her! Yeah, that was what he wanted to do. Surprises were fun. Like pirates. And pot. Oooh, pot.
Snorting delightedly, he wrapped his hands around her waist, whispering "Guess who! into her ears before cracking up again. OH, crack! That had been one of them. Yeah. Crack. Fun.
"You wanna go for a spin on the boat, matey?"
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[/color]eh, me no know. CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS burn it to the ground - nickelback NOTES notes here WORD COUNT472 [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by smee on Nov 7, 2010 13:34:24 GMT -5
LOVE, GIVE ME LOVE, GIVE ME LOVEI DON'T NEED IT, BUT I'LL TAKE WHAT I WANT FROM YOUR HEART G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E Hindsight was always 20/20. That was the first thing that came to her mind when an arm wrapped itself around her waist. It was never a good idea to not pay attention at the Docks, because while she liked the interesting characters, they might not always like her. Luckily it was Drake, but what if it hadn't been. Instinctively her body went rigid, having not been quite this close to Drake in a long time, but his laughter told her two things. One: it was a completely platonic hug. Two: he was high.
Nothing new, so Su barely lamented on it.
"Drake! Daa sei nei! You butt! I could have fallen!" She chided weightlessly, partially in Cantonese, pursing her lips slightly. Of course, he knew she was a strong swimmer, but it would have been quite a bother. She would have been cold, her ice cream would have been ruined, her white blouse would be soaked. Her inner modesty made her cheeks flush crimson. Oh, how embarrassing that would be.
He seemed genial today, playful and sweet. One of the many faces of Drake Sterling. His dilated pupils and wide grin exposed his inebriated state. Still he invited her on his boat, which made her former scolding face melt into a smile. The Jolly Roger was a beautiful boat, though she knew Drake would have liked a sail boat. Still she didn't get to go on it much, due to a Red Haired Succubus of Evil that SuChin preferred not to think about as she nodded. It was a obvious fact that Veronica Scott could beat the shizz out of SuChin Bae, and had Veronica not equated Su with the sexual appeal of a flower pot it probably would have happened already. "Heck yeah!" Her naturally shy voice sounded a little strange with the excited prospect of going on a boat. "That would be absolutely perfect!"
Licking her ice cream a little, she grinned happily. A day, just her and Drake? No Veronica glowering in a corner, clinging to Drake like a territorial thing that is territorial? Just a day where things could be almost how they were so long ago? "What some?" She held out the ice cream cone, happy her face was starting to lose it's bright red hue.
SO THIS POST IS FOR THAT SPECIAL PERSON I CALL DRAKE AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE!
word count WORDS IN THIS POST SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD. LIKE THIS SONG TOO? IT'S NA NA NA BY MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. OH! BEFORE I FORGET, I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1776092 <- OUTFIT. CREDIT FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO BUNNYA! OF CAUTION 2.0.
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Post by hook on Nov 7, 2010 13:58:32 GMT -5
Drake's boat was referred to as many things. The Shake 'n Drake by the many girls that had seen just how easy it was to rock on the thing, the Jolly Roger by his non-sexual favor friends, 'That Thing I Bought You So You Would Stay Out Of Trouble' by his loving stepfather and the Floating Instrument of Pure and Utter Evil by all the authority figures he had come across in it. he didn't really care what it was called so long as he was free to go out and use it whenever he wanted and with whoever he wanted. Right now what he wanted was a nice game of Pirates, and damnit he was going to have it.
SuChin yelled at him, which just made it all seem so much funnier. SuChin was so small and harmless it was always hilarious when she yelped at him. With all the fuzziness running through his brain, it was like the funniest thing he had ever seen.
At least she was on board, if not literally yet, with going for a spin around the Sound. He knew she would be, but it was nice all the same. hell, everything was nice when his good friend Mary Jane was playing with his thoughts. Oh, and Mary Jane was also waiting on the boat for a bit more of an adventure. He was pretty sure that there was actually a substantial amount there, too. Boss Puck had given him a lot before he had left for a while, and Drake was doing pretty well with keeping his supply in check.
Running awkwardly down the dock, he kept up the snorting laugh. This was gonna be so much FUN. he loved feeling like he was a kid again. It made all the stupid grown up problems like his mom and his stepdad and school and fuck, anything else just go the fuck away. All that mattered was that he was with SuChin and that he was he was having a good time, and hell, when he was this high it was like his Dad had never drowned. For all he knew it was just some pipe dream he had and that he would see Daddy at the end of it, and he would be proud of Drake for driving a boat like a big kid.
Jumping on board the boat, he smiled back at SuChin who was still on the docks. it was like veronica never existed and he was just 9 years old again and playing with SuChin and and and it was nice.
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! We gotta gooo! Hoist the anchor, first mate SuChin! Raise the sails, first mate SuChin, START THE ENGINE, first mate SuChin!" he collapsed onto the deck, laughing so hard his stomach was starting to hurt. This was FUN.
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[/color]eh, me no know. CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS burn it to the ground - nickelback NOTES notes here WORD COUNT474 [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by smee on Nov 7, 2010 14:32:42 GMT -5
LOVE, GIVE ME LOVE, GIVE ME LOVEI DON'T NEED IT, BUT I'LL TAKE WHAT I WANT FROM YOUR HEART G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E Drake was gone in a flash, and SuChin had to run three strides to keep up with every one of his because of her light stature. Still, she managed to keep up with him, hopping on the boat with a graceful leap. He barked out the Captain's orders, happy as a clam, and she gave him a salute, grinning widely. "Aye Aye Captain!" She couldn't help the gentle laugh that escaped her, or how it increased when Drake collapsed on the floor in his own laughter. She knelt down next to him, poking his face gently. "You alright there, Mon Capitan?"
She couldn't help but smile at the moment, it actually made her cheeks sore. When Drake was in a good mood, it was contagious to SuChin. He had such a magnetic poll, not just on Su, but everyone who knew him. They were drawn by his charisma, the power he held. And what was worse, it was addicting. Like any drug, there were good times and bad, and SuChin was over joyed that this was a good trip.
With a happy sigh, Su fell back on the deck, staring at the sky, Drake's laughter echoing in her head. yes this was going to be a good day. This was going to be a great day. She considered for a moment telling him about the schools she had been excepted to. There were a few, but those of any real substance were Princeton and J. Barrie University. Her Father was still rooting for Dartmouth, but Su was rather use to disappointing him. Whatever though, right! Even if it was temporary, and slightly drug induced, she had her old best friend back!
Sitting back up she looked at Drake. "Captain! Ready to prepare to leave port when you are, Sir!" She saluted again, even though she was still sitting, and she tied her long black hair in a knot at the nape of her neck. Drake was always the Captain when they played Pirates, while SuChin was always his First Mate. It was rather reflective to real life, the more she thought about it.
SO THIS POST IS FOR THAT SPECIAL PERSON I CALL DRAKE AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE!
word count WORDS IN THIS POST SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD. LIKE THIS SONG TOO? IT'S NA NA NA BY MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. OH! BEFORE I FORGET, I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1776092 <- OUTFIT. CREDIT FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO BUNNYA! OF CAUTION 2.0.
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Post by hook on Nov 12, 2010 21:58:56 GMT -5
Drake wasn't really sure what he was doing. his arms and legs seemed to want to make a snow angel on the boat, while his torso wanted to roll around and do somersaults and well, his head was too messed up to do anything, so it had just decided to let the rest of his body do whatever the fuck it damn well pleased, because it was taking a break. His laugh was on hyperdrive though. The last time he had been able to do this, everything was all right and his daddy was fine, and he would just be running around, letting off ENORMOUS amounts of energy on board the powerful ship.
His thoughts were all rolling around like they were just sea water, sloshing around in his head and someone had poked a hole in through his skull and it ws slowly streaming out. He would think one thing, and then another, and then they would both just be GONE and he wouldn't be able to remember them.
Wait, daddy?
"Captain! Ready to prepare to leave port when you are, Sir!"
Boat. Not daddy. Boat. SuChin! Sushi! Drake was pretty sure his eyes were crossed, but he sat up anyway and started pointing at random. Captains had to look orderly and organized, right? He had to pretend like he still had it all together and was running the show, because even though Daddy was off sailing the ship, he needed to make sure that HE was the one running everything else, making it look like he was in charge.
"Man the port bow, First mate SuChin! Look for obstacles, first mate SuChin! Be there mermaids in these hereabout waters, first mate SuChin?!"
He tried to get to his feet, but wobbled and toppled, reaching out for something, anything, and grabbing what felt like fabric. he didn't really look to see though, as his eyes were preoccupied with the floor that seemed to suddenly be rushing up to meet his face. the fabric was pulled down with him, and it wasn't until he was on the plastic deck, and rubbing his head where it had made contact that he was able to look over and see that he had dragged his poor friend down onto the ground with him.
Heeeey.... this seemed familiar....
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[/color]eh, me no know. CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS burn it to the ground - nickelback NOTES notes here WORD COUNT474 [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by smee on Nov 12, 2010 22:42:30 GMT -5
LOVE, GIVE ME LOVE, GIVE ME LOVEI DON'T NEED IT, BUT I'LL TAKE WHAT I WANT FROM YOUR HEART G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E Watch out for obstacles on port? She could handle that! She got up on her feet in a jiff, ready to get a move on. It was just like the old days, just like....
Hold the phone?
Drake's hand reached out to her for balance, though this time literally as oppose to figuratively as usual. Unfortunately with the literal, gravity was involved. She was pulled down, rather hard, on to the deck of the boat, yelping out in a sharp but quiet way. Her dark eyes instantly fell to Drake who was rubbing his head, an instantly worry took over her. "Drake? You okay?"
It occurred to her that she was very close to him, and her stomach tingled in a way that was both pleasant and unpleasant. She looked at his face, and held her breath, though she didn't know why. What pretty calico eyes he had: amber brown, with chocolate, whiskey, and soot thrown in the mix. They had always been pretty, even when they were kids. Just like his dad's.
"We should ship out, Capt'n. See if we can catch some fish?" Her voice was soft, careful not to breath on him, careful not to move. The air around SuChin was electric, as this was a moment that she had fantasized about since... puberty. Drake focused on her, arm around her, laying on the deck of a boat (easily one of the most favorite places that they shared). It was perfect.
Only it wasn't.
He had a girlfriend.
A pretty girlfriend.
A pretty, slightly homicidal girlfriend.
A pretty, slightly homicidal girlfriend, who loathed SuChin with the flaming passion of one thousand suns.
A pretty, slightly homicidal girlfriend, who loathed SuChin with the flaming passion of one thousand suns, and who would cheerfully beat SuChin to death or at least within an inch of her life.
"We should head out then?"Su had meant to sound strong, but instead came across meek and a little scared. Her face flushed, stinging her cheeks.
SO THIS POST IS FOR THAT SPECIAL PERSON I CALL DRAKE AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE!
word count WORDS IN THIS POST SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD. LIKE THIS SONG TOO? IT'S NA NA NA BY MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. OH! BEFORE I FORGET, I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1776092 <- OUTFIT. CREDIT FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO BUNNYA! OF CAUTION 2.0.
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Post by hook on Nov 13, 2010 18:34:51 GMT -5
Drake started looking at SuChin. Not like, looking looking, but REALLY looking. She was actually pretty nice looking. Well, she could stand to fix her hair up a bit and actually worry about her make-up, but Drake had dealt with those "natural beauty" freaks before. It wouldn't be a new thing to get busy with a girl who didn't think the world of her looks-
Woah, what was he THINKING? This was.... this was SU! It would be like he was screwing each and every childhood memory he had ever had. It would be like he was fucking the little girl he had played pirates with. Could he really bone his first mate?
Well....
licking his lips, Drake tried desperately to keep this train of thought on track. he wouldn't absolutely HATE it if he was with Su... She was damn pretty now that he was getting down and thinking about it. And right now would be as good a time as any. She didn't need much of a prelude to it, did she? She would usually bend over backwards for him...would she bend over forwards too? The boat had been the setting for countless hours of sweet sweet sex and it would be hardly any different, except he would be enjoying it with a girl he had known his whole life instead of one he had picked up off a street corner.
He wondered whether that would make it feel better.
"We should head out then?"
Drake laughed, but it wasn't the hyperactive squirrel laugh his drugged out brain usually blasted through his mouth. No, it was his seductive laugh. His "I know what I want to do with you, and trust me, it's gonna happen" laugh.
"Naw... let's just stay uh, stay right here," He said, smiling again. "I'll be honest with ya... you look incredibly hot right now."
Well, shit. It wasn't exactly the world's BEST pick up line, but it was what he had to work with. He couldn't come out and say 'I want to put my dick inside of you' to his best friend! Maybe taking it a TINY bit slower would get the idea across, and he really, REALLY didn't want to trample on the childhood memories.
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[/color]eh, me no know. CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS burn it to the ground - nickelback NOTES notes here WORD COUNT474 [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by smee on Nov 18, 2010 19:45:07 GMT -5
LOVE, GIVE ME LOVE, GIVE ME LOVEI DON'T NEED IT, BUT I'LL TAKE WHAT I WANT FROM YOUR HEART G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E
There was something very strange with his laugh. It was different than the one before, and Su could honestly say she hadn't ever heard him laugh quite like that before. It made her nervous. Even weirder: He declined going out to sea! What was wrong with him? Drake loved the sea more than anything! It didn't make a lick of sense! "You wanna stay in the harbor?" Her tone was quizzical, almost skeptical, have never encountered this before.
And then he said something really off the wall. Did he just.... call her hot? With a roll of her dark eyes, SuChin managed to put a bit more distance between them. "Ha ha Drake. Very funny. I'm hot, and Pi has a square root with out a remainder..." Her laugh was derisive, if not a little bitter. The sky was turning a peculair shade of pink-purple, and twilight began to fall over the Harbor. It was peaceful in a way, the sounds of seagulls squawking and the water splooshing on the side of the boats. Closing her eyes she tried to focus on her surroundings, saving it in her mind forever. "It's really nice out, isn't it? Peaceful."
Her mind went back to what he had said. It was laughable really, him calling her hot. Even though she did not find herself terrible looking (certainly never hot, but still) she was in no way his type. Drake liked glamorous girls like Veronica, not plain jane's like SuChin. She had considered wearing make up and paying more attention to her hair and cloths, but Su was never good at such things. Besides, she wanted to be liked for who she was, not what she owned; as was often the case in the ever vain setting of High School.
It was always nice around the harbor, especially when it started to get late, though this meant Drake would have to walk her back to the Dorms. At least out of the Dock area. No way was she, a little waif, walking around by herself. Even if he was acting a little weird. Maybe he needed something to drink? Or eat? That was likely. "Do you have anything to drink?" Drake had always hated being Mothered, probably some resinating anger he had to his own Mother, so SuChin was attempting to persuade him through the power of suggestion. For example, if you mention lice around someone who had no lice, they would still feel the itch. If she mentioned she was thirsty, perhaps he would feel thirst? It was worth a shot.
SO THIS POST IS FOR THAT SPECIAL PERSON I CALL DRAKE AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE!
word count WORDS IN THIS POST SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD. LIKE THIS SONG TOO? IT'S NA NA NA BY MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. OH! BEFORE I FORGET, I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1776092 <- OUTFIT. CREDIT FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO BUNNYA! OF CAUTION 2.0.
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Post by hook on Nov 28, 2010 1:18:17 GMT -5
Fuck yeah, the Jolly Roger was going to be more like the Shake'n'Drake tonight. Well, it usually turned into the Shake'n'Drake anyway, but tonight was gonna be special. Tonight was gonna be fuckin' CLASSY. it wasn't just gonna be a hit and run, hell no. SuChin deserved better than that. She deserved a HELLUVA lot better than that. he would be nice and cordial and kind and she would see that he was a well mannered man of eloquence, and then when they had sexual intercourse it wouldn't be awkward afterward. She would know that she was screwing a real GENTLEMAN.
Somehow, all that made more sense in his head than it would have otherwise.
Okay, right. All he had to do was a little chivalry. that was easy right? Classiness was simple. It was like pretending to be his dad, just trying to think through what he would do in that situation. His Dad had always been the classiest of all seamen, being kind and respectful even to the two little kids romping around his boat.
"Do you have anything to drink?"
Righto! That right there was the perfect excuse for him to show her just how perfectly classy he could be. Leaping to his feet, he stumbled over to the door leading below deck.
"Stay right there, Sweetheart. I'll be right back with your order." He giggled again, laughing at how funny trying to be suave was.
Bounding down into the cabin, he flung open the cabinet doors rather noisly. Shit, all he had was a few blunts and some emergency crack. Where the hell was all the nice Wine and Champagne? He should have that in case of emergenceies like this!!
Checking the mini-fridge, he found only a few cans of beer. Ugh, and it was cheap beer at that. No girl would think they were being treated to quality service if they knew they were drinking cheap beer right out of the can!
Scrambling, Drake got some hopefully clean cups out of the cupboard, pouring the beer sloppily into each cup. Yeah, she would like this. she would think she wwas at a regular restaurant or cafe or some shit.
Bumbling out the door, Drake wobbled over to SuChin, handing her one of the cups.
"Drink up, m'lady! it's good! Promise!" he laughed again, utterly blissful.
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[/color]eh, me no know. CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS burn it to the ground - nickelback NOTES notes here WORD COUNT474 [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by smee on Nov 28, 2010 9:38:25 GMT -5
LOVE, GIVE ME LOVE, GIVE ME LOVEI DON'T NEED IT, BUT I'LL TAKE WHAT I WANT FROM YOUR HEART G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E G I M M E M O R E
Would it have been a cliche to ask him who he was and what he did with her Drake? Yeah, probably. Besides, he was being nice. And he called her... Sweetheart. Curse you cliche, for being a cliche! How appropriate it would be to say you now! Drake scampered off beneath the deck, leaving SuChin utterly confused. Being friends with Drake was like playing Russian Roulette. Sometimes you were safe, but sometimes...
Well, you weren't.
Standing up she began looking around, having not been on the boat for awhile. All the same, it was basically the same. Su was pretty sure this boat was the only thing Drake had ever bothered to truly care for, as it was spotless. His bedroom certainly did not get the same dignity. It made a rueful smile creep on to her face. The wind blew an even gust, causing her bare arms and legs to sprinkle with goose bumps, that she tried to rub away.
Su could hear Drake rattling around beneath the deck, and she felt almost as if she was over hearing a private conversation. Looking around, she found a the remote to his stereo system. The buttons were faded, so she couldn't quite read what they do, but found a center button that usually housed 'Play'. Pressing it, she listened.
Let me take you to a place nice and quiet
There ain't no one there to interrupt ain't gotta rush
I just wanna take it nice and slow
(Now baby tell me what you wanna do with me?)
See I've been waiting for this for so long
We'll be makin' love until the sun comes up
Baby, I just wanna take it nice and slow
(Now baby tell me what you wanna do with me?)
Eyes round as silver dollars, she looked at the remote for the pause button. Or a next button. Anything! If she had felt like she was invading a conversation before... well she basically barging into a room and seeing all his business. Giving up, she turned to just pushing buttons. But the cd that was in seemed to be of the same artist, because a similar sultry R&B tune started playing.
Oh, oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Nuh
Completely fluster, and rightfully so as Usher's U Got It Bad rang out on the top side of the boat as the stars started becoming faintly visible, SuChin dropped the remote which slid across the deck of the boat. But oh! Too late. Drake was here! Act natural. With her most innocent and casual smile, she took her drink from him, giggling nervously when he called her MiLady.
When you feel it in your body you found somebody who
Makes you change your ways like hanging with your crew
Said, ?You act like you're ready but you don't really know
And everything in your past, you wanna let it go?
"Thank you." She said, looking into the cup. Did he put beer in a cup? Well that was... nice? Yes, she supposed nice. True, she hated the taste of beer, but he had seemed to go to some trouble, so she took a small drink and held back the cringe from her face. "Um... yum." She pointed towards the stereo, hoping he couldn't see her warm pink cheeks in the cover of night. "I turned on some music. I hope you don't mind."
SO THIS POST IS FOR THAT SPECIAL PERSON I CALL DRAKE AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE!
word count WORDS IN THIS POST SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD. LIKE THIS SONG TOO? IT'S NA NA NA BY MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. OH! BEFORE I FORGET, I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1776092 <- OUTFIT. CREDIT FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO BUNNYA! OF CAUTION 2.0.
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Post by hook on Jan 5, 2011 17:31:30 GMT -5
With his heart beating at what still seemed like breakneck speed, pushing all the intoxicants from the wild night through his body, Drake felt like he was on top of the world. He was like.... a freaking SUPER DRAKE. He could do anything he wanted to and anyone he wanted to, and right now, the one he wanted more than anything was SuChin Bae, the perfect girl, the beautiful girl, the girl who just so happened to be right where he wanted her on his boat.
He turned his eyes on her in the dark. With the waves of the ocean rockin' and rolling the boat while it was anchored all out on its lonesome, this was like a frickin' dejavu experience. How manhy times had he been out in a similar situation, just him out on the shake'n'drake with a girl, getting a few beers involved and then, well, having his filthy way with them.
"I turned on some music. I hope you don't mind."
"Hrmm? Oh, right, yeah, whatevs." Shit, there had been music playing? How the fuck hadn't he noticed. What the fuck had he been TRIPPING last night? Eh, fuck it. Who cared if he was so buzzed out of his mind to be bothered to hear some music blaring. As long as he could still get it up he would be fine.
"So, uh, how you feelin'? You alright? Anything I can get ya'? I'm your humble servant. I only wish to like, please." he snorted in laughter briefly, still amused at his own attempts to be coy and servile, but then immediately tried to keep the straight face again. The whole "gentleman" shit wouldn't work if he was laughing his head off like a maniac the whole time.
ATTIRE
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Post by smee on Jan 27, 2011 21:16:07 GMT -5
 I'M BRUISED AND SCARRED
save me from this broken heartALL MY LOVE WILL SLOWLY FADE
& F A L L A P A R T• • • • •Drake was acting so strange. Would it be weird if Su checked his temperature? Yeah, probably. She pulled on the hem of her white tank top nervously, looking down at the little blue anchor. Was he teasing her? Usually he wasn't so... strange... when he teased her. It was more of a 'Your face is a-insert thing here-' type of teaser. In your face. Blunt. Too the point. This was just odd. Sipping on her beer, she kept her smile docile and appreciative. Perhaps he was just having a good day? Maybe he was just being friendly. Yes, that would make sense.
The musics rhythm that made a blush creep on SuChin's face. She lowered her head and let her hair fall into her face, in attempts to hide this from Drake. He inquired if she needed anything else, saying that he only wanted to, like, please. Letting out a nervous laugh, she shook her head. "No, I'm fine. I just like hanging out with you..." Crap, that just sounded sad. "I mean... what I meant to say... uhh... I'm fine." The blush got deeper on her face, as she stumbled around with her words. Go figure. 4.o GPA and can't even form a simple sentence.
Change the subject! Change the subject! "Good sailing weather." She murmured to herself, wondering if he even heard her. Probably better if he hadn't. The weather?
Was he trying to drive her insane? Looking up at him, SuChin looked at him suspiciously. "Do you want something?" Su said suddenly, her voice taking on an odd tone of boldness. She immediately regretted it, in the even that he said no. What if she just ruined everything? What if he wanted nothing from her? What if he simply wanted to enjoyment of her company, and she just insulted him? "It's just... usually your nice to me when you want me to do your home work or something. I don't mind... I like it and all. It's just weird." Su stared down at her plaid shoes sheepishly.
She felt pathetic as she said those words though, disgusted with her illogical self. Why did she torture herself? Drake would never, EVER, see her as anything more than a suspiciously talkative vase that did his math homework. She needed to except that!
• • • • • TAG Drake
WORD COUNT I dunno
STATUS complete/incomplete?
OUTFIT OUTFIT!!!
NOTES anything extra you wanna add
CREDIT justlikefalling @ caution 2.0
LYRICS bruised & scarred , MAYDAY PARADE
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